the gods i, the gods ii, the gods iii, the gods iv, the gods v, the gods vi, the gods vii, the gods viii, the gods ix, the gods x, the gods xi, the gods xii
the gods ii by Donald Kuspit
burdened, by the endless
misunderstanding of being,
erupting from the beginning,
beginning again and again,
as though there was no end
to measure,
no final form to the despair
lingering in wisdom,
the wordlessness of your forms
giving my words courage.
give again,
that I never need again,
transcendence staring me
in the face at twilight,
when the wind conquers
the skyscrapers,
leaps towards your temples
in myths,
where the cities collapse
into pastorals,
and death emerges,
witless and directionlessness,
its arrows bent
by the silence
which triumphs over all.
Poetry
© 2005-2008 Per Contra: The International Journal of the Arts, Literature and Ideas
the gods ii by Donald Kuspit
